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This handsome young man who called himself Xiaodao was the leader of the second generation of disciples of Shangqing Valley, and his cultivation had reached the innate eightfold, although the dragon sword was innate ninefold, he was full of confidence.

"This is not possible!"

The head of the Long family shouted, if he hadn't experienced the previous competition, he might have let Long Jian go, but now he must not let Long Jian go, otherwise under the magic weapon of the Immortal Gate, it would be difficult for Long Jian to save his life.

However, Long Jian was a little eager to try, because he had now revised the Pei Yuan Sutra, and the true yuan in his body was at least several times more condensed than that of a martial artist in the same realm.

Even if he had just broken through the Innate Ninefold, he dared to confidently say that the ordinary Innate Ninefold was not his opponent at all.

"What, Master Long, do you look down on our Immortal Sect?"

Qing Yanzi spoke again, and his tone was very unkind.

"I really look down on you!" At this moment, a faint voice sounded, and then I saw that Song Yan came with leisurely steps, his eyes slowly swept across the immortal gate, and his eyes were full of contempt: "It seems that I didn't hurt you last time, and I actually dared to run out and jump!"

As soon as they saw Song Yan, everyone in the Xianmen showed resentment, especially when they heard his insulting words, they all glared at him angrily.

The next moment, Qing Yanzi stepped out and shouted coldly: "Song Yan thief, my Xianmen is no longer what it used to be, if you are interested, immediately abandon yourself and return to Xianmen with us to accept the guilt, otherwise, not only you, but even your relatives will be implicated!"

Song Yan didn't pay any attention to the other party's threat, and said lightly: "Is it over? If it's over, get out of here, it's too much of an eyesore to stay here!"

"Presumptuous, you dare to be rude to the head and suffer death!"

The handsome little Taoist priest from before snorted coldly, and opened his mouth to spit out a silver flying sword.

The flying sword was like lightning, and it hit Song Yan's eyebrows in an instant.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly raised his right hand, and with a flick of his fingers, the silver flying sword that was about to shoot into his eyebrows suddenly shattered inch by inch, turning into dozens of fragments and falling to the ground.

"Poof!"

The natal flying sword was destroyed, the little Taoist's face changed drastically, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, staring at Song Yan in disbelief: "No, it's impossible, this flying sword was condensed by my ancestor for me, and the quality is straight after the five-grade treasure, how can it be so destroyed in Tsing Yi!"

"Idiot!"

Song Yan rolled his eyes, slapped out, and flew the little Taoist fan directly outside the banquet hall.

"God, is that silver light just now a flying sword?"

Shangguan Gao Fei, who was not far away, said with an amazed face, Murong Xinyue was also extremely shocked, she had a feeling that she seemed to have intervened in a mysterious world.

"Little thief, deceive people too much, give me death!"

Qing Yanzi picked up a piece of rune paper and slapped it on his body, and suddenly, there was a thin layer of golden light on his body, and there were even runes flowing between the golden light, which looked very mysterious.

This talisman was personally drawn by his master Zun Ming to a real person, and after being cast, it can form a golden light to protect the body, and it lasts for half an hour, even if it is difficult for cultivators in the later stage of foundation building, it is difficult to break it.

With the golden light of the protective body, Qing Yanzi's confidence skyrocketed, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand, and with one step, he slashed towards Song Yanfei.

"Get out!"

Song Yan slapped out again, and then, Qing Yanzi was fanned away, and he also fell outside the banquet hall, and the golden light on his body had been shattered layer by layer, turning into spiritual light and disappearing into the void.

Qing Yanzi stood up slowly, spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and then stared at Song Yan with horrified eyes: "You...... How did you do that?"

You must know that the golden light of his protective body can withstand the full force of the late stage of foundation building, how can it be broken so easily.

Song Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, his eyes fell on the rest of the Xianmen people, and said coldly: "Self-abandonment and cultivation, you can save your life, otherwise you will die!"

Hearing his words, everyone in the Xianmen was shocked and angry.

After a while, a fairy gate head walked out: "Song Yan, don't go too far, tell you the truth, my fairy gate has given birth to a Jindan real person, if you admit your mistake to our fairy gate now, there is still a glimmer of life!"

"Noise!"

Impatience flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and he shook his palm again!

"Poof!"

The next moment, the body of the head directly exploded, turning into a pool of blood mist and spraying all around.

"Master!"

Several Immortal Sect disciples cried out.

"Song Yan thief, I'll fight with you!"

Then, several Immortal Sect disciples released magic weapons to kill him.

"Get out!"

Song Yan waved his hand, and then, the several Immortal Sect disciples even turned into pieces with magic weapons.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people in the Xianmen were dumbfounded, and their eyes when they looked at Song Yan were filled with deep fear, it was too cruel, even the head of the foundation building period was slapped to death, even if they went together, they were not opponents.

"Self-destruction or death, I'll give you ten seconds!"

Song Yan spoke again!

Hearing this, the remaining Xianmen disciples were as pale as earth, and they didn't know how to deal with it.

After three breaths, a congenital ninefold immortal sect disciple walked out: "Song Yan, as the saying goes, leave a line in everything and see each other in the future, do you have to kill them all?"

"You don't deserve to let me stay on the line!" Song Yan said disdainfully.

“...... You ......!" the disciple's face turned red, but he was helpless.

"When the time comes, which one do you choose?" Song Yan stared coldly at those immortal sect disciples.

That's when it happened.

With a "poof", a Xianmen disciple knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Senior Song, the junior knows that he is wrong, please spare the junior, the junior swears, as long as the senior spares me, the junior will never step out of the Xianmen!"

"Xianmen, you still want to go back to Xianmen, from today onwards, there is no need to exist!" Song Yan shook his head gently.

"The little beast has such a big breath, I really think that my immortal gate is muddy!"

At this moment, a young man dressed in a cyan robe appeared outside the banquet hall, and he exuded an incomparably powerful aura all over his body, and with the radiation of this aura, everyone in the hall felt a fear from the heart.

"Pretend to be a ghost, come over to me!"

Suddenly, Song Yan let out a soft cry and grabbed it with his hand, and then, the young Taoist who suddenly appeared flew towards Song Yan involuntarily, and then his neck fell into his hand.

"Bang Bang!"

Song Yan directly threw him a few mouths.

A few mouths went down, not only making the other party's cheeks puffy, but also venting his momentum.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Seeing this scene, Qing Yanzi and the rest of the Xianmen disciples were stunned, because this Tsing Yi Daoist was the new Jindan Zhenren Ming Xiangzhen of the Xianmen.

How could the dignified Jin Dan Zhenren slap his mouth without resistance in Song Yan's hands?

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